I loved being flogged, almost more than being spanked and Master was well aware of that. My heart melted a little as I realised he was putting me into...the beautiful place he knew I went to whilst being flogged. After a while, I stopped trying to work out which flogger was hitting me where, I just relaxed into the scene and enjoyed it. But then, to my disappointment, they stopped leaving me with a dull ache of need throbbing between my legs. It never failed to amaze me how wet I’d always become. Hayley jerked with surprise but I knew she wouldn't complain as having her bum fingered while she was fucking really turned her on, although I don’t think she knew what Karen was about to do. Half standing, half squatting behind my wife, Karen took her strap-on and guided it to Hayley’s bum hole and started to push it into her. Hayley, as far as I knew, hadn't taken any thing so big in her arse before so Karen was struggling to get it inside her “Hold still, Gary pull her cheeks apart for me”. Then I licked around her boobs.'Baby suck them! I can't take it anymore! Aaahh!'I moved my tongue over her mounds until I reached her nipple. I put the tip of my tongue and flicked it.'OMG BABY IM GETTING SO WET'I moved my hand down over her belly and her smooth shaven pussy to feel the soaking wetness.'Yes you are love'I said as I sucked on her nipple hard making er moan. At the same time I started soaking her pussy slowly.'Baby I need you! Aaahhhh GGOODDD!''All in good time love'I kept. "Well," Jen said, "You are in the housing business in a big way now." Yeah a big time real estate mongrel," I said with a laugh. "Jen, Sylvia was supposed to be some kind of social secretary, but she is proving to be really good at organization. I guess it is that peasant ability to prioritize, that all us poor kids grew up with." I have noticed that about most of the mill kids. They either got that or were at least minimally productive. However other disadvantaged kids have a much higher rate.